Ahhh, the sun!

I don't know if I have mentioned this or not, but I LOVE the sun! Every sunny day when my mom comes home, I do my obligatory greetings. Once that's all over, I race to the back door and ring my handy bell to let my mom know I "have" to go outside. I prance out there pretending like I am going to pee and then find the nice big patch of sun and lie down as fast as I can. If my mom then tries to get me to come back inside, I pretend like I am asleep or I just don't hear her. Hee, hee. Yesterday was a pretty sad day for me. My mom had made some cookies with peanut butter in them, so when she and my dad left for work, I searched all over the counter for them and in the trash just to check and make sure they tasted okay. Well, they must have hid those cookies pretty well, and all I found was an empty coffee beans bag in the trash and some yucky spicy cashews on the counter. I worked really hard at getting that bag of cashews open. It took lots of tearing away of plastic, and once I finally got to the nuts, I had a couple tastes and they were so spicy and bad that I figured it wasn't worth it to finish those off. Then just out of spite I didn't clean up after myself. My mom was pretty upset with me when she came home and saw the mess I had left for her. It took her LONG time to let me go lay outside in the sun...and to top it all off, she found those cookies and ate 2 of them right in front of me!! Well, today is a much better day. I didn't make my mom mad at me and have now spent almost a full hour and a half outside tanning myself. I'm so happy!!!

Waiting...

Yesterday my mom told me that my dad was coming home from work. Usually when she tells me this, I only have time to wag my tail like crazy, turn in a couple of circles, go and grab my nearest toy, run down and up the stairs, and then he comes in the front door. Well yesterday my mom must have been a little crazy because when she told me that, I did my routine a couple of times...maybe even three times and still nobody showed up. So I sat down and pouted for a bit while I thought about what I could do next. Then I had an idea, I could go look out the window to see his car drive down the street and park in the driveway. I only had to do that twice, and he appeared! Then I had to frantically do my routine once more before I could go greet him. Now he's back home and all is well.